Today, instead of the drudgery of reading boring English textbooks, we are going to pick some wild apples in class with Faranak and Bahman -- that is we are going to begin to read the book Mrs. Sue Mattews Petrovski has written and sent us.
In her preface she says, "Like our memories, it comes as it comes, showing little in the way of precise organization, but what lives in Wild Apples is there because it had meaning for me; i.e., individually and collectively these pieces and stories are just a part of who I am." An Iranian who reads this can help but remember Rumi's Masnavi, for it, too, defies clear organization. Such books are the onrush of lava from the volcanic eruptions of thoughtful, ponderous people.
The book is so honest, pure and profoundly beautiful that it makes learning English a cinch. "Wild Apples" is one of those things that you realize you had lost only when you find it and Sue is one of those people in the world you notice you have been missing only when you become acquainted with her.
Isn't it interesting? Today we are going to study Sue's Wild Apples and Rumi's Masnavi both in the same class with Faranak and Bahman. What a rich English class!
Ali
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